voice breaking. “A stupid, drunken accident. He feels terrible.”
“Does he?” I asked. “Did he come to the hospital? Did he try to apologize?”
She looked away.
“He didn’t, did he? Because he knows what he did.”
“Mark, please.” She grabbed my hand, her grip desperate and clammy. “Please. Think about the family. Think about Mom and Dad. This will destroy them.continue reading …
